The touch - kweaver

A tiny hand reaches up
Toward the heavens sky
And is met with a larger hand
Of our Lord and God most high
The fingers gently linger
Barely touching yet
But the magnitude of gesture
Too powerful to forget
Like lightening bolts and thunder
Meeting in mid-air
The spiritual connection
That God and men share
More love than man dost know
Our God can give away
Just reaching out toward Him
Is more than words can say.
And the power of that single touch
Shows miracles come true
Just take a look at what He’s done
To save me and you.